It wasn’t just a passing game. A cold, grey morning in November held the promise of a passionate and titillating encounter between two men whose breaths fogged the windows of a crowded bus. They were strangers when their eyes had first locked, and though the gracious emptiness of a pseudo-privacy abounded, it was a chance encounter that seemed all the more special for having been so unexpected.
A simple squaring of the shoulders drew the two closer until their breath could be felt; that little buzz of electricity that can only be had in a public space, straining against the urge of suppressed desire. Then, that first faint stroke, that delicate brush of fingertips against the lips and the barely audible moan that carried forth from the depths of forbidden places. In that moment, two strangers found themselves suckled and licked into submission, taken entirely by surprise and aroused beyond belief. Their little game of oral foreplay had begun on a bus full of people, and for them, there was no turning back.
Table of Contents
- 1.The Art of Oral Satisfaction in a Public Place
- 2.Covert Maneuvers For Exquisite Pleasure
- 3.Smooth Moves for Steamy Action
- 4.FINEescent Flavors of Intense Excitement
- To Conclude
1.The Art of Oral Satisfaction in a Public Place
The Thrill of Perilous Public Oral
The bus is a living thing. With its slow and laborious movement it takes us between distant places, providing moments of anxious anticipation and memorable escapades. On one particular journey, something caught my eye. A seductive figure, an unexpected desire, and I knew from the thrill of excitation that this was going to be a journey of pure pleasure.
An Unforgettable Evening
Lathering and licking, I moved my tongue in all directions, tasting each drop of sweat, every inch of skin, every hidden pleasure, until we both reached our climax emerging from the bus. The pleasure of being:
- Inhibited but daring.
- Revealing but teasing.
- Provocative but sensitive.
The air on the bus filled with delicate aroma, the sound of our moans and gasps blending with the engine’s humming, the pleasure of anticipation and delight. It truly was an evening to remember, for in an hour we had experienced an indescribable intensity and passion.
2.Covert Maneuvers For Exquisite Pleasure
The passengers were alighting off the bus in a hurry. They had places to be and people to see. The bus was swiftly becoming emptier, the more relieved the driver became. I was the final passenger remaining. I had seen him at the start of my route, and my eyes had been locked on him for the past sixty minutes. His back hunched forward, his eyes fixed straight ahead, my heart raced. I was pushing my luck, but I couldn’t stop my craving.
The bus had drawn to a stop and the driver had beckoned me off, but I lied and told him I was waiting for a friend to join me. My bluff worked, and they took off when I finally made my move. I slowly inched myself closer to the stranger. I lightly placed my right hand on his waist, and I could feel my way up his body until I reached his neck. His skin tasted soft like sugar as my lips worked their way across his flesh, and he let out a quivering moan. The air around us was sex personified, and I felt him apprehensive yet aroused by my presence. I applied pressure to his neck, licking and sucking with as much intensity as I could muster, and I ran my other hand through his hair, guiding it with a firm yet gentle touch. He relaxed more and more into my embrace, and I felt his ass conceding ever so slightly as though he was inviting me into his space. I tightened my grip, and he zipped his lips, submitting to every peak and valley my tongue sought to explore. His body had entrusted itself to me, and our journey was just beginning…
3.Smooth Moves for Steamy Action
Dynamic Temptation:
Sauntering into the bus, I couldn’t help but be drawn in by his piercing gaze, His dark eyelashes framed eyes as deep and dark as the night sky. As I sat in the seat next to him, I was overwhelmed by his presence, With every glance, it felt like he was speaking to my soul, begging me to fall into the depths of his inner being. He whispered gentle words that intoxicated me, and I was suddenly desperate for his touch. I leaned in close to his lips, savoring every moment, our tongues intertwining in a passionate dance that left my body quivering. Despite the stares of the other passengers, I was unable to resist the tantalizing aching desperate for him.
Intimate Encounter:
My heart raced as he placed his hands along my body, exploring every inch of my skin. His fingers tracing along my inner thighs, sending shivers of delight up my spine, I started to moan against his palms desperate to take our interactions further. His eyes were burning with a desire that I wanted to fulfill, so I delicately steered his hand up towards my waistband. As his fingertips brushed across my shoe laces I felt a surge of energy course through me, his mouth forming perfect circles around my neck and I gasped for air. He pulled me closer and closer as I gasped with unexpected pleasure, his tongue licking and diving into my mouth. His hand gently caressing my throbbing arousal was the catalyst for my ultimate surrender. I had been licked into submission.
4.FINEescent Flavors of Intense Excitement
Every enjoyable act starts with anticipation. As the steam of the bus glided through the air, my own heat built up within me. I was watching a cute guy who was facing me from the opposite seats. His face was a mix of all sorts of inviting expressions. I could see the desire slowly overtaking his glance, and my own smiles grew wider with each passing second.
My mind started unraveling like a sweet fallen fruit with thoughts of being wrapped up in a passionate embrace, leading me to a single goal – aromatic pleasure.
The smell of anticipation was strong in my nostrils. I decided to take a leap of faith and reached for the guy, holding his attention with an unbroken gaze. His eyes grew dark and cloudy with expectant delight. He slowly leaned in until our noses almost touched. Our lips joined in a passionate orchestrated kissing dance. His soft hands found their way on my back, pushing me further and further towards the depths of the sweetest of embraces. My tongue slid in and out of his welcoming mouth, batting his own in ecstasy. Waves of pleasure circled through my body, increasing as I went lower and lower until I was completely licked into submission.
To Conclude
Tongues slice through the air like two blades in heat. His was soft and cool against my own. A river of heat and pleasure that we both knew could take us to a place of no return. Our mouths met in an explosion of passion and bliss that reverberated through our veins and shook us to the core. Together, in that moment, we were licked into submission.